Shake Your Shit Machine

Got your message on the telephone
I’m drinking cheap wine on my own
I’m coming over in an hour or two
You want my body and I want you too
Climaxing on a Friday night
We’re doing all right, we see the bright lights
Getting laid but the party ain’t over
So grab the booty and the rock and roller
So get up and prance
Shake your shit machine, take a chance
On your Seventeenth, oh yeah
Put some pressure on me
Shake your shit machine
Your junkie neighbor stole your stereo
So let’s go wild and see the show
I wanna hear some of that heavy shit
You bite your lip 'cause ya can’t get enough of it
Everybody’s out in the street
Jim and Georgio, Kim and Keith
They want no hassle because they dazzle
Like cowboy assholes they swing their lasso’s
Get up and prance
Shake your shit machine, take a chance
On a denim marie, oh god
Must be means
Shake your shit machine
Now listen
All you boys
Slam that shit
Now listen
Oh baby oh baby
Get up and prance
Shake your shit machine, come on
All you hairy queens, oh yeah
'Cause I’m creaming my cheese
Shake your shit machine
Get up and prance
Shake your shit machine, shake your glands
In a fresh canteen, oh yeah
Down with your Eire new jeans
Shake your shit machine
Shake, shake your shit machine
Shake, shake your shit machine
Shake, shake your shit machine
Shake your shit machine
Shake it